Chapter 443

When the two little guys went on the road of seeking relatives, the ghost car in the secluded region had reached the foothold of the ancient League of nations. An open mountain, named xiaoshoushan, was once the place where gods and Demons fought.

It was not too late for Lin Lang to arrive. There were still two days left before the appointed date. However, other holy places and famous families did not dare not give the face of Jianmen. Most of them came in advance, which showed that she was particularly neglecting others.

The elder of Jianmen, who organized the reception, frowned at the list of absentees and said to the headmaster, "the lady of the demon sect is really ignorant. She is in a great difficulty, and she even pushes against others."

The headmaster's voice was light. He held the white jade wine glass carelessly, and his fingers were slender. "It's still early."

The audience exchanged their eyes and remained silent.

Once the parents say something, they don't even dare to fart.

It's really boring to stay in this cold Jade Palace every day. People have to find a way to amuse themselves.

And then they found a really interesting thing.

This year, there are many coincidences, and many of them have formed Taoist partners.

For example, the new empress of Dawu Shaodi, who is on the right hand of the Xianmen alliance leader, has a charming face. Her eyebrows are pasted with lotus flowers. She is as soft as bone and clings to Shao Di's shoulder like a beautiful snake.

It has to be said that this broke their dignified impression of the former empress of the Dawu Dynasty. In this dynasty, martial arts were used in the way of Taoism. The empress, as the mother of a country, naturally set an example. However, they said that she was young and beautiful, but it could not cover up the fact that she was a grass bag beauty.

On the left side of the alliance leader, there was a man in dark clothes with a cold face and long narrow eyes. However, his Taoist companion was also surprising. He was a pretty pretty pretty girl of human race. In terms of appearance and figure, he was far from the maid in the palace.

Is there anything special about this girl?

They all looked at her strangely.

Being looked at by many big men, Lin Yanran was a little nervous. She pulled the sleeve of Yan Shiyi like a little mouse, and wanted to seek his shelter. She looked at him with all her heart as if she admired her God.

Ten years ago, she was almost in despair. Who would have thought that the road would turn around. On that day, the man asked her whether she would go with him. Lin Yan Ran saw that he was covered with blood. Although she was afraid, she agreed. All the way, she hit the demon clan's territory, and had a thrilling life of escape. As he went higher and higher, she finally managed to keep the clouds open and see the moon bright Became the lady of the devil.

Make Lin Yan ran a little regret is that their wedding is too hasty, she put on a cover, even heaven and earth did not worship.

It can't compare with the scene when Lin Lang married emperor Yi of Yin Shi!

Fortunately, she is a contented and happy person, and her heart will be angry for a few days. People are around her. Many years of dream come true. What else do you care about?

"What's the matter?" Yan Shi Yi turned his head and his eyes were dark.

"How long shall we sit here?" Lin Yan ran close to him, the other side did not refuse.

"Soon." Yin Shi Yi said.

Wait for someone.

"But it's boring."

She thought she said it in a low voice, but Lin Yanran always forgot that this was a world of practice, not to mention that walls have ears. Sometimes the secret voice of the two people's spirits can be overheard.

The crowd looked at the leader in white, and the other side didn't say a word, so they pretended that they didn't hear or see anything.

Lin Yan Ran raised her head to see that everyone was doing their own thing. She secretly laughed, and a hand crept into the man's thigh seam.

"Don't make any noise."

He reprimanded in a low voice.

Lin Yanran had been with him for so many years, and had already known the awkward personality of the cold faced God. He did not immediately withdraw his hand, but walked slowly.

Yan Shiyi was just about to say something when suddenly there was a buzz outside, which soon subsided.

Peiyu's voice goes from far to near.

People's eyes and noses and noses look at the heart, but the last one is late.

At this time, it was not common for women to wear jade around their waists. Most of them were used as jewelry or wrist ornaments. They were not qualified to wear them unless they were high-ranking women who were worshipped by Marquises and worshipped by women, or they were the most respected.

There are few women who can afford jade on the scene.

It was the charming queen of the Dawu Dynasty, whose wife was not so honored by her husband.

They don't have to guess. They all know who's coming.

At this time, the atmosphere of the whole palace also changed - became more dignified, there was a kind of stagnant rain coming.

People feel a little hairy on the back.

Lin Lang got off the ghost car, and her disciples surrounded her into the hall.

"It seems that I'm late."

By the blood of the devil's head of the road, the empress's clothes flying.

Unexpectedly, the elder of the holy land who had been to the secluded region thought that he would see a red suit of shining snow. However, the other side changed his dress.When she was in red, she was like a demon, but in white, she became an unintentional goddess in the sky.

Especially standing in this jade palace, her skirt is like a layer of clouds and mists, ethereal as an immortal, and separated by a veil, which makes people feel more timid and dare not see more.

People murmured in their hearts that if it wasn't for the bright magic gate token, they would have thought it was the headmaster's wife of Gaoling flower.

As soon as she opened her mouth, her lips and teeth were filled with a cold smell, and the hall of some discussions was suddenly quiet.

No one answered her.

Because no one has the courage to speak in front of the head of Xianmen, even if the beauty is so gorgeous.

There is an iron and blood forbidden law in Jianmen. If you are friends or partners with the children of the demon sect, you will be expelled from the school if you don't ask about the past or the past.

The two sides have deep resentment, who would not be the first to die as cannon fodder?

Some people are waiting for a good show.

Lin Lang did not have the embarrassment they imagined - she was not a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. How could she be wronged because of a cold encounter? Moreover, her vision is in line with the heaven and earth, even less entangled with such trifles.

However, if she wants to be open, it doesn't mean that she will be subject to this kind of anger. Otherwise, is the cultivation of her dying life just to find herself unhappy?

It's better to hold heaven's father's thighs and eat and die.

I don't know who started it. Most of the league leaders brought their families to the party.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. These family members still occupy the majority of the place. Now there is only a place for people in the middle.

An awkward position where you can't get up and down.

The closer to the throne, the greater the right to speak. It's just like Lin Lang and her little prince. Even if she spoils him again, when she meets his servants on weekdays, the little prince will climb down from her knee and sit down at the head of the table, consciously maintaining the order of dignity and inferiority.

Do you want to stop?

It's a pity that she has never been used to wronging herself.

Lin Lang stands calmly in the center of the hall, her voice and color are indifferent.

"Jiwu Shaodi, your servants have brought a little more. It's cold in this hall. Let them go outside to warm up."

The flat bottom exploded with thunder, and the people looked at each other in astonishment.

Lin Lang originally wanted to pick the man, but he took too few people, only one Lin Yanran. In this case, Lin Lang won't let the reason become unreasonable, so she can only shoot at her old love affair.

Who calls this guy arrogant? Seven of the 30 seats are just equal to Jianmen. One seat is his queen, and three seats are exotic beauties with enchanting amorous feelings. If it were not for his profound cultivation, this kind of embracing would have been the absurdity of a faint monarch, rather than an enviable romantic.

For the rest, there are only one or two seats.

The little emperor seemed to smile rather than smile. "That's really wrong. They just like to be cold, so that they can be more clear headed and not always do stupid things. If the female emperor thinks that the position is not enough, the emperor has a seat on his leg. I don't know if you dare to sit down? "

This is the naked tune / play.

The head of the demon sect looks bad, and other disciples hold down their weapons one after another.

Lin Lang looked at it coldly and motioned to the disciples.

They immediately stepped forward and motioned to the beauties.

"Your Majesty --"

the concubines with their own characteristics pleaded softly.

Like Lin Yanran, they were just ordinary human women. Because of their natural beauty and national beauty, they were lucky enough to stay with the emperor and live a long life. Naturally, they had to try their best to please the emperor.

The young emperor turned a deaf ear and continued to drink his wine cynically. Seeing this, the beauties were relieved and actually sat still.

When was the last time that Lin Lang thought he was proud of the king's favor.

But it doesn't matter, no man let her rely on favor and pride, she will come on her own.

Since Lin Lang didn't stop, the disciples would not stop. Even more neatly, they grabbed their arms directly. There was a cry of warblers in the hall, but all of them were crying for pain. The beauty was suddenly seized by the disciples of the demon sect. They were scared to look pale, and their pink tears ran down. They were very sad. The man could not help feeling pity when he saw it.

You can turn your head to see the empress, just like a lotus standing on the jade lake, water and clothes, exhausted, the pen of the poet is difficult to describe.

It is in the practice world where there are so many beauties as dogs that the empress can not even reveal her face, so that she can make the beautiful students present as the flower bearers around the goddess.

All of a sudden their anger was gone.

But women and men's eyes are not the same, Lin Yanran can not appreciate the beauty of the empress's silent thunder, only think that she is really bullying. One of the concubines of Shaodi talked to her without putting on airs, which made Lin Yanran very fond of her. At this time, seeing her crying pitifully, her own heart was filled with hatred for Lin Lang, so at a certain point in time, it was logical to catalyze.

"Let go of her!"

Lin Yanran stood up.Lin Lang didn't lift her eyelids. She was at ease.

As for the disciples, they don't pay much attention to an ordinary girl who has no strength to bind a chicken. What's more, they are enemies with the evil sect of the western regions. Why should we give them face?

Others ignore her like this, Lin Yan Ran angry face is red, since she became the hostess, no one dare to face her like this!

"You are too overbearing! Bullying a girl is no skill

She quickly ran over and held one of the beauties in purple. The other hand was trying to break the hand of the demon disciple. It seemed that she wanted to save the beauty from the fire. The demon disciple was young and handsome, but he didn't show any pity for her. He didn't even look at it. His sleeve and robe shook, and he lifted him away.

If the disciple had not remembered that she was the devil's wife, she would have died on the spot, unlike now, with only skin injuries.

But the hostess could not realize his "good intentions".

Lin Yanran bumped into the table and bit her teeth in pain, "you, you..."

Because of the pain, I couldn't speak for a long time. I said the second half of the sentence for a long time, "do you have any royal law?"

At the end of the day, she was really aggrieved, tears in her eyes, but stubborn, did not fall.

This situation, the scene, people are a bit unbearable.

There is a Taishang elder in Xiaoyao FA Tian who can't sit still. "Empress, are you too much?"

Lin Lang brow tip lazy sweep, that posture is quite charming, but the lip is cold, "how, xiaoyaofa day, now it's your turn to decide?"

Does an elder of Xianmen still want to be in charge of the affairs of the demon sect?

It's a lot of guts.

However, it's no wonder that the sword gate has been in a terrible situation recently. Along with the status of the whole Xianmen sect, it has risen in the three realms. The elders of the Holy Land realize that they are one head higher than the magic gate. But it doesn't mean that her magic door's strength is poor. It's more than enough to crush and kill a ten thousand year old second brother.

Her only fear now is sword gate.

Naturally, it's not so easy to do.

But the others, hehe.

In the original plot, the big men in this room have more or less had an affair with the female owner, and there are also many people who pursue and kill the demons. The cattle force them to support the female owner and find her a place.

Now the geomancy turns around in turn. If anyone dares to show his head, she will dare to fork it back one by one.

Speaking of the law of the jungle where the strong are respected, she is better adapted than these men.

The elder was very angry and angry because of the empress's words.

But their own position and identity are not enough, can only hold this tone.

Lin Lang looked up, bold, looking directly at the top of the heavenly father.

"Here, this seat is the royal law." Lin Lang said.

The other party is full of praise, and shows his bone and clear image. There is a faint snow mark on his brow, which fades his emotions and desires. It is like a jade Buddha worshipped at the cloud top of the heavenly palace. It is cold and has no trace of fireworks.

The little brother of the immortal was cold with mortal blood. He gouged out that gorgeous cinnabar mole from his heart, and evolved from a waste man to the head of the immortal gate and the leader of the three realms who covered the sky with one hand.

When he saw the culprit who had made him hurt and had no dignity in the past, he was as calm as a cucumber.

The leader in white slowly put down the jade cup.

Wide sleeves like snow waves over the wrist.

His lips were pale, and there was only a thin blood line between them.

“…… Wang fa Is it? "

In front of the heaven which dominates the life and death of all things, she I dare say so.

But

Since she wants to be a king, he has to teach her well what is --

leave to fate.

And struggle, will only let the blood flow more fierce.